Hello :P It is Wednesday and I am back with a new chapter. I wrote this one at the beginning of the year and I remember it being pretty challenging as - like the title suggests - I had to get in the headspace of Misty and really delve into her emotions of giving him up. JJ is the child that Ash and Misty miscarried but because he comes and goes from "up there" to with everyone, Misty's parents, Jordan and Lynne, raise him. This chapter takes place years after JJ has been handed over but as you can tell, it still affects them both. I hope you all enjoy :3

Disclaimer: I own the story and the OCs mentioned!

Even though the orange haired woman and I weren't holding onto one and other, we were very close indeed. As we sat on the two seated sofa in Jordan and Lynne's homely annexe and we were on separate cushions, our eyes were not fixed on one and other. We were not talking. But despite this, we felt very close indeed. We felt very united. Our arms were by our sides and we were facing ahead but it was almost like our touch was reaching out to one and other. That wasn't the case. We were not touching each other at all, nor were we actually reaching out to each other. But our gaze was on the same place and at the same time. So for that reason, we were interlinked.

Both Misty and I watched as JJ sat in a quiet corner of his parent's living room, his body hunched over a suitcase as he began to pack his things. It wouldn't have taken very long at all for a stranger to notice that he appeared rather tense and withdrawn so seeing as the three of us – JJ, Misty and I – were all family – we caught on right away to his unusually quiet behaviour.

The orange and floppy haired teenage boy separated a good chunk of his favourite belongings into piles - piles that seemed to have no order to them but we knew held special importance for the young man – before he placed them into the open case. His mouth opened just a fraction and he let out an exhalation of breath at the same time that Misty did.

I was expecting the orange haired woman to continue watching over the fellow ginger but as soon as she sighed softly out herself, she turned to look at me. And because I felt her eyes begging gently to look into mine, I didn't hesitate to turn towards her. And when I did, I of course gave her an empathetic smile.

I am hoping that my smile was full of empathy and understanding but not a hint of pity. I began to worry that my expression was too far gone when Misty looked down at her lap but after a brief second of panic, I could read her actions much clearer and correctly. It didn't take me long at all to understand. She had always been a person who was afraid of appearing vulnerable. Though she had learned to embrace that wonderful part of her thanks to people like Ash, James and her father too, she still caught herself being afraid of it sometimes.

And even though she knew that it was very much okay to feel vulnerable and uneasy and scared too and she deeply knew that she was perfectly fine to show those sides of her in front of me, she still felt hesitant to do so. But after a few seconds of looking down at her lap, Misty looked back over at me and she had a tiny smile for me along with her deep-thinking eyes. And it was after that we shared that small smile and the older female went back to looking over at JJ, I understood the situation even more. She was afraid of showing her vulnerability and her true emotions around him. So for that reason, she suddenly shook them away as best as she could.

My best friend's orange haired wife stood up off the sofa while her little brother continued silently packing his belongings into his suitcase and not a single sound or hum escaped his lips. Once again, she had a moment of hesitation as she waited a for moments before walking over to him but after she had got that out of her system all over again, she put on her happy persona just for JJ. But to tell you the truth, she found herself believing it after a few seconds and she found it easier. She found it not very difficult at all to feel at ease around the younger male, even though he was being a lot more submissive than his usual charismatic self.

"You look like you're really getting yourself organised well, JJ." Misty told her parent's one and only son together in a complimentary tone as she decided to sit behind him and cross her legs as she did so. He jumped just a fraction upon hearing her voice but he didn't turn around. He was too busy hovering his hand and deciding which pile to lift into the open suitcase next. The orange haired woman pushed her hair out of her eyes as she looked at the teenage boy. "You need some help?"

I watched as JJ shook his head. Like his older sister before him, he paused for just a few seconds before doing so but after that had left his system as well, he shook his head, causing his orange and floppy locks to fall over his face. He remained keeping his back to Misty. He remained having a hovering hand over his belongings. He didn't speak. However, his sister did.

"You look like you've got quite a system going there. But it doesn't look as though it's all going to fit in there." The older of the two commented airily and now that she was a little while into interacting with her little brother, she began to quickly move past and bury everything that she was secretly feeling. She was smiling at him too. Genuinely. She continued pushing her bangs from her eyes while his own locks fell in front of his. "It would work better if you folded up your clothes and placed them on the outside. And those bigger boxes could go on the inside. You could-"

"Why don't you do it for me then?" JJ suddenly spoke to Misty and my ears pricked up. Hers did too though you couldn't see them moving like you could when it came to me. The dual eye coloured male stood up like his sister had done before and he turned to look at her too. He put his hands on his hips.

JJ hadn't spoken to his relative in a way that was rude at all. Though his words had been rather quick to come out, they somehow didn't have a hint of rudeness. They were said matter of factly and this is what made it so unusual for Jordan and Lynne's son. He was definitely not a super realistic person. He had a very dreamy and easy-going streak about him. Because of this, Misty's eyes widened a fraction behind her bangs after she heard her little brother's words but after she swallowed and took into consideration that they weren't in a harsh tone, she shrugged and stayed sitting on the floor.

"I can if you want me to." Misty looked up at her little brother and following him hesitating looking at her before meeting her eyes and giving her a seemingly casual one nod of his head, the older female shrugged yet another time and shuffled on her bottom towards the suitcase. In the process, she gave JJ an airy grin, moving past his hurried answers to her. "You did a really good job and I don't want to ruin your piles. I know how Katie would react if I did that to her! But I'll see what I can do."

And with that, my best friend's orange haired wife rolled up her shirt sleeves a few inches and got down to business, separating her brother's piles into new piles – ones organised by size rather than whatever system he secretly had going on. While Misty stuck out her tongue in concentration and re-packed JJ's suitcase for him, I couldn't stop curiosity from getting the better of me. I hopped down from the small sofa to have a closer peek at what was going on.

But I didn't get too near. I knew there was lingering emotions and vulnerability between Misty and JJ and I didn't want to intrude too much when and if they came to the surface. Instead, I seated myself on the foot stool halfway between Misty and halfway between JJ too. I gave them both space. And by doing so, I gave myself space to just observe.

I noticed that as soon as JJ moved away from packing his belongings ready to go away, he went over to another corner of the room and towards another pile of things he had seemingly organised. Like his sister before him, he sat down and crossed his legs. His withdrawn and hunched posture soon returned as he leaned over the photo piles in front of him and stroked some of the faces and the memories that looked back up and him. And it was evident that he had a lot on his mind and was in his own world a little bit when he decided to reply to Misty then and only then.

He looked back over at the fellow water type Pokémon enthusiast and seemed to frown. In fact, he almost scowled just a little bit. That was most unlike him at all. Even so, I didn't have time to take note of that. I had to crack on with listening instead.

"Well, I'm not Katie so I'm not going to react in the same way as her, am I?" JJ asked his sister in yet another level tone but that time it was a little bit sharper than before. Needless to say, I noticed it but it was almost lucky that Misty had forgotten her words towards her little brother before because her brain picked up on him finally answering her rather than his harder tone. She just furrowed her brow but didn't stop packing for him as JJ continued. She was of course listening to him, though. He moved his shoulders. "Never mind. I'm sure you know best when it comes to packing."

"Yes, I definitely do!" Misty responded to JJ and she showed off how much she had grown since being younger than her younger brother's age by being able to move past her deep down emotions and continue being light-hearted and in control. She smirked over at him and finally stopped packing briefly to fold her arms confidently over her chest. She had a wink for JJ. "When you've travelled around as much as me, you definitely learn a few tricks. You're very lucky, you are. I am a mine of information when it comes to packing."

And with that, Misty proved that her words were indeed very true when, after she had unfolded her arms from her chest all over again, she continued the final little bit of packing and fitted every little belonging of JJ's into the same space. In fact, there was even quite a bit of room leftover! I was mightily impressed and I was certain that the dual coloured eyed male was certain to feel the same way. Maybe he did. But neither of us could tell.

He had since gone back to hunching over his piles of photo memories on the floor and the front of his hair had flopped over his face while he was running his fingers through the shorter back of it. He was being quiet all over again. He didn't have a smirk back for his sister. This caused Misty's shoulders to drop a fraction and because I saw it happen to her, it happened to me as well. But I knew that I didn't have to worry. She was brave. JJ was brave too but Misty was very brave. She knew how to read situations and she knew when to not get offended. Yes, she had grown up an awful such a lot since her and my best friend were ten year old children.

After meeting my eyes and sharing a gaze paired with a small smile, Misty looked back at the packing she had done for her little brother and his new chapter of his life, she nodded her head approvingly at her own success. Following that, she stood up all over again and folded her arms over her chest. But that time, she wasn't being confident. Well, perhaps she was. I believed that her folded stance was keeping herself a little more together and it was just for her to know. Needless to say, I knew it as well but that was okay. Like I said before, she knew she was okay to be vulnerable as well as truthful around me.

Misty kept her arms folded over her chest as, once again, she moved over to her little brother and sat down next to him. Her own legs folded over one and other. She played with the ends of her hair rather than her bangs as she observed JJ splitting some photos into different piles and seemingly having a hard time about it.

"You are very similar to Katie, you know." The orange haired woman found herself telling her little brother and bringing up the past just a little bit and maybe that was wrong judging by the way that JJ reacted. Or rather, the way he didn't react at all. He really was acting quite far off from his usual bubbly and charismatic self but we just had to be okay with that. Misty tried again after a couple seconds of thoughtful silence. "You don't have to choose between all of them, JJ. There's enough room for them all. Or you don't have to bring them at all. Everyone will still be there, even if you don't have photos to remind you every single day."

"But I want them there." JJ responded to Misty and looked over at her and it was the same level tone as the few times that the orange haired male had spoken in before. But that time, he had an extra little edge to his voice. It was a little shakier. And after Misty just wordlessly nodded, the teenage boy encouraged himself to meet his sister's eyes and give her a knowing look and a percentage of a smile too. He shook his head for no apparent reason, his hair flopping over his eyes and his glasses. "I know you're right. I know you know what you're talking about. It's just hard."

"Of course it's hard." My best friend's wife responded and with that, her hand instantly stopped playing with her hair and reached out to touch his knee. To tell you the truth, Misty would've very much liked to cup his cheek in her hand but she felt like that wasn't a very sibling-like thing to do. So she reached out to him and she squeezed his knee cap instead. And that was enough. Those two didn't need to say anymore. They didn't need to think either. Though, of course they did. And I did too.

JJ had received a wonderful opportunity to attend a boarding school that was wonderfully suited to his needs and would help him flourish into the best half-angel that he could be during the times that he was down on earth with us all. It was an amazing chance to learn new things and meet new people and open his eyes to a world that was far different than the one that we all knew.

But it doesn't take a genius to figure out that, because of the name of the school, it was indeed a boarding school. JJ would be going away for terms at a time. He would have to say goodbye to Jordan. He would have to say goodbye to Lynne. He would have to say goodbye to Morgan. He would have to say goodbye to me. And he would have to say goodbye to Ash and Misty too. And not very deep in my heart at all, I knew that that goodbye was going to be the hardest.

I believed that this thought crossed over both JJ and Misty's minds at the same time because of the way that they both reacted. They both quickly looked down at their laps and their faces briefly became obscured by their ginger locks. Then when they both forced themselves to look at one and other again, they had flickering eyes and brave smiles. I swallowed. They were both definitely mother and son. Though they were destined not to be, they completely biologically and naturally were.

"Anyway…" JJ said out loud at the same time as his sister and while she stood back up and hugged her arms over her chest once again, he stayed sitting. He pushed his floppy ginger locks out of his eyes and pushed his glasses further up his face too. He tried to conjure up a brave grin for his sister. Really, he really tried to. "Are you done packing that thing? I'm going to be grading you out of ten so you better do it to your best standard."

And with that, even with all the vulnerability and secret hurt and dread in her heart and throat, Misty found herself showing a grin back for her teenaged brother and then she couldn't stop herself from smirking fondly. She pretended to dart back over to the suitcase and add some more final touches to the storage maximisation and presentation too. JJ continued grinning and then he seemed to grin genuinely. It was like a little bit more of him was starting to come back after that little bit of understanding and touch from his big sister. He shook his head in his own fond way and this caused his hair to become even floppier, just like Jordan's.

And then he was able to go back to sorting his photo memories out in a much clearer-thinking way and he made better decisions, discarding the ones he didn't need to cling onto and neatly piling together the ones he couldn't live without, even just for a term. It put a lump in my throat when a good few photographs of he and I were placed into the high priority pile. In fact, I had to look away when my eyes began to get rather rainy.

People didn't really often ask me how I felt with the whole JJ situation and I had learned to be okay with it. No, I was okay with that. Though I adored that young man from the moment I met him and automatically viewed him as family, I wasn't so egotistical to wallow in pity and make it about me when the situation arose that Jordan and Lynne would continue to raise him as their own even though he was discovered to me Ash and Misty's miscarried baby.

Of course it filled me with deep pain to see four people I loved going through such a hard time. Of course it did exactly that. But if I was being honest, I was okay with whatever outcome Ash, Misty, Jordan and Lynne came to, as long as all of them were happy. And as long as JJ was happy too. I knew that he was a Ketchum. I knew that he was the first Ketchum baby and I felt about him the same way I did about Ben, Katie, James, Jessika and Rey too. I could clearly feel the Ketchum energy.

But almost more prominently than that, I saw almost a destiny within him. Yes, he was definitely a Ketchum and would always be that. But he had a path that was to be raised by Jordan and Lynne and help them out by simply being himself. He fitted in with them so very well. So he was very much a Williams too. He was both. He was everything. He was family. He was happy. And JJ's happiness was the thing that needed to surpass any surname that was on his birth certificate. And it had, thanks to the bravery of Ash, Misty, Jordan and Lynne and everybody involved.

It was lucky that my best friend's orange haired wife wasn't sharing the same thoughts as me because if she started thinking all over again over how she had had to give JJ up less than four years ago, she definitely would've had to stop packing for him completely. She certainly wouldn't have the bemused and slightly competitive smirk that she had on her face while she continued cracking on with her task. And she most certainly wouldn't be humming to herself. I began to feel slightly elated when JJ joined in the humming tones with his sister and even continued them after she stopped to speak.

"I've given you so much extra room in here, you know?" Misty told her little brother and because he believed that she was informing him of this to prove a point, JJ looked over at her and smirked slightly while holding photo memories in his hands. He believed he was listening to her bragging. "You've got room for some little bits that I bought for you for going away but you might as well have them now. I'll add them in."

And with that, Misty just had to stand up and walk over to the sofa that we had been sitting on together earlier on in the day and reach behind it. There were paper shopping bags stored behind it for the time being, assumedly containing the 'little bits' that the orange haired female had purchased for JJ. She fetched them and went back to kneeling by the open and nicely filled suitcase. JJ watched and blinked the entire time. He adjusted his glasses all over again while Misty went back to speaking.

"I got you some new pyjamas because I always think it's nice to have some fresh ones for a brand new place." Misty informed her little brother and she took the mentioned garments out of the paper bag and stored them in the suitcase as space consciously as she had done for everything out. She proceeded to talk while adding each and every item along with JJ's other belongings. "A new camera too because you're going to take even more photo memories. And last but not least, boxes of your favourite ready-made pudding. Because you'll never know when you'll need it! And it's always good to have some available at the drop of a hat. That's some of my survival tips for going away. And now they've been passed onto you - my little brother."

I watched as Misty scrunched her face up in almost the blushed and tickled way, as if she was very humbled to be passing her wisdom onto a person who was very special to her. She smiled to herself as she got all the little bits and pieces packed and she was seemingly forgetting her fears more and more as she spent her time with JJ. JJ had quite a different reaction.

I watched as the orange haired teenage boy seemed to wince. He appeared to wince at her words. Right away, my brain got ticking. Almost instantly, I started thinking about everything that Misty had said and which part of it caused JJ to have the reaction that he did. I swallowed. I was clueless whether it was the reminder of her not being around to make him home-made pudding or the much harsher reminder of him not being her brother even though she had called him that.

Misty did know how to read situations and she did know how to react to them. But in that moment, she was clueless. Whether her brain and body had caught hold of a glimpse of feeling okay and made it to be a lot more than how she really felt or she was genuinely so deep in helping out her little brother, I didn't know. I didn't know at all. All I knew is that JJ was looking rather wounded at her words. And it was about to get even more so while Misty cluelessly yet kindly continued speaking.

"Mom and Dad haven't had a chance to talk to you about it yet and there's still plenty of time to discuss it but they were wondering if you wanted me to drop you off at the school on the day. And Ash could come too." The orange haired female pushed her bangs out of her eyes to focus on making the packing even neater. It was certainly to a standard that would make Katie proud! She was speaking matter of factly and calmly but I had known her for almost three decades at that point. Though I couldn't hear it, I could sense the waver in her mind. However, she continued. And that's what made it worse on JJ. "We could make a whole day of it. We could go together. Us three. A little trip. One last time."

"So why don't we get going right now?" the orange haired teenage boy asked in a painfully shaky voice and as his hands began to tremble also, he lost grip of the photos in his hand. They fluttered to the floor and it made it seem like he purposely cast them aside. While Misty's head naturally twitched confusedly at her brother's tone and words, JJ then purposely did yank his glasses off his face so he didn't have to focus on hers. "Why don't we leave right now? We don't we just drive off? Why don't we just go?"

"Because you're not due there for over two weeks, JJ." Misty manage to speak out after uttering 'what' in a highly bewildered manner and following that, she shook her head. She couldn't understand what was going on.

She couldn't understand her brother's words. She couldn't understand what her brother was getting at. She couldn't even understand what her son was getting at. She wanted to laugh nervously. But at the same time, upon seeing the tears quickly pricking his eyes and his hands trembling even further, she imagined herself collapsing into tears along with him.

"Why don't we just go?" JJ repeated his words and that time, they were said with quite the broken edge to his voice. He suddenly felt overwhelmed and frustrated but his feelings of pain and dread ended up winning. Though he quickly stood up on his shaking legs and looked down at Misty, he felt very small indeed. He spoke through tears pooling his eyes. "You were so desperate to help me pack. You were so quick to buy me all these new things. And it's like you can't wait for me to go. Is that it? Are you glad you're saying goodbye? Are you glad to be finally getting rid of me? For good?"

These words from JJ weren't just a slap to the face to Misty. They were like a punch. They were like a crash. They were like a car crash. Though it was slowly and fraction by fraction and in the same way that JJ did not raise his voice even though he was breaking, Misty doubled over. She could not look at JJ. She could not look at her brother. She could not look at her brother who was actually her son. She was in pieces. She couldn't believe she was dealing with that all over again.

More than anything, I wanted to leap down from the foot stool and be right by Misty's side. Though it had been okay that we didn't need to touch to feel connected towards the beginning of that occasion, in that moment, I needed to be close to her to offer her my support. But in that moment also, I felt that I couldn't. And along with JJ's words, it was tearing a hole in my heart.

I wanted to be there for Misty. I wanted to hold her and comfort her and make her feel as though she could sit up straight and address the orange haired male's words with her head held high. And at the same time, I wanted to leap to JJ's side and I wanted to hold him. I wanted to hold him so tightly that those thoughts and questions never popped into his mind again. I was torn. I was conflicted. I wanted to be in two places at once. So I chose neither. I just stayed put. I stayed put and felt pain in my heart for the both of them and myself as well.

In the time that it had taken me to process all my torn and conflicting emotions over which way to go, Misty had been able to straighten her back just a fraction. Initially she was still unable to look at JJ and though she was shivering slightly herself as if she had really been slapped, she found words forming in her brain. And just like her secret son, because they entered her brain, they were soon out in the atmosphere and for us all to hear.

"Y… You really are so much like Ben too, y…you know? He uttered those exact same words when we were excited for his Pokémon Journey." Misty found herself informing JJ with no eye contact but with a shaky laugh and a wipe of her nose with her finger. She gulped. But in her attempt to be steady, she was somehow finding it in her to smile with aching disbelief. "You're so much like Ben."

"I'm not like him. I'm not like Katie. And I'm not like Ben either. I'm not one of them. I'm not one of any of them." JJ found himself stating though of course, that wasn't helping the situation at all. No, bringing up how he wasn't meant to be any of the Ketchum's siblings was no help at all. Thankfully, Misty barely reacted to it. She still couldn't look at the boy she still wanted to be her true son. But JJ could look at her. And he could blurt out. "Are you even going to miss me?"

Once again, the non-aging boy looked down at his fellow orange haired relative and he uttered some of the same words before. He wondered out loud, how could she possibly miss him if she was buying him all that stuff and encouraging him to pack? In his broken and overwhelmed mind, she was encouraging him to leave. Of course, that couldn't be further from the truth. That was further from the truth than anyone had ever been! But that nonsense made me make a decision. JJ wasn't seeing clearly at all. He needed someone by his side. He needed me. I decided to crawl over and sit on his foot and nuzzle his leg while Misty found some more words to say.

The words came slowly because – it goes without saying – that she had a lot on her mind, from just that day and from years before. She wanted to express it all. She wanted to get it right. And in the same breath, she didn't want to be saying it at all. She didn't want him to be going away. And she didn't want to be slapped with the realisation that he didn't belong to her all over again.

"For years, JJ… I have dealt with the pain that this whole situation has caused. Only a few people know how hard it's been for me and I never wanted you to know because I didn't want you to blame yourself. You never should blame yourself. But this has been hard for me, JJ, it will never stop being hard. Don't you see that?" Misty began and she was finally able to look up at the younger male. And because he could hear the honesty and vulnerability in her voice, JJ listened and forced his own thoughts to stop whirring in his brain.

"It's not enough that I lost you but I don't get to tell my other children about who you really are to protect them from the feelings involved. I'm not mad about that, not really, because I know they're not ready. I can deal with that. I can mostly deal with not having you because it's been working. But now, you're going away. And JJ… I feel like I'm losing you all over again…" my best friend's wife admitted with a choked back sob and her own eyes pooled with tears. Her voice cracked and she emotionally had a few more words for JJ. "…Of course I'm going to miss you!"

And with that, that's all it took (and hopefully along with a hug from me) for JJ to realise how foolish he had been. How caught up in his own fears he had been and foolish too. In that moment upon seeing Misty cry, he knew had had to be courageous. And he knew he had to be there. He didn't hesitate to break away from me and go and hug the orange haired woman instead.

He hugged her. He really hugged her. And he held her tighter than he had ever held anybody before. He didn't want to let go. Not then. Not ever. He had let go of her before, he felt. And he never wanted to experience that ever again.

While I watched with my own teary eyes before getting the impression that I was welcome to join the hug too and didn't hesitate to do so, as she buried her head in her secret son's neck, Misty had even more words for him. She clung to him. She held him. She enjoyed him. Because she knew as well as anybody that she never knew when it would be the last time.

"I… I feel like I'm losing you all over again…" Misty repeated emotionally and because of this, JJ held her even tighter. He was then doubly glad that he had yanked his glasses off. Because of his almost cowardice, he could bury his face in her neck closer than ever. The orange haired female then sniffed, even with everything that she felt, understanding that she was okay as long as she was being honest with him.

"But I'm not. I know I'm not. It doesn't matter what we are to each other or how far away from one and other we wander. We're family. We're Misty and JJ. I don't want you to live as my son. I don't want you to live as our parent's son. I just want you to live as you. I want you to live as JJ. And I want you to really live out there. I want you to do so much living that you need an entire house to fill it with photo memories. And I want you to do so much living that you forget you're only a half-something. Because you, my JJ, have made me definitely not a half-something. You've made me very complete indeed even with everything that we've had to go through. I'm here for you as your best friend in the entire world. And I will always be… my son."

And with that, Misty didn't need to say anymore words to her JJ. And also with that, JJ didn't need to say anymore words to his Misty. Those two – those ginger two – continued embracing one and other with me in the middle and they didn't let go until they really had to. And even though they let go of each other that day, they didn't let go of each other. Not really. And they wouldn't ever. Not that day and not on any other day or through any goodbye that came there way.

The truth was Misty and JJ were family. Whether he was a Ketchum or whether he was a Williams. They were family. Of course Misty was going to miss him and of course JJ was going to miss her. But they would see each other again, all over again. Because JJ wasn't the only one with a little bit of destiny about him. They both had a lot of destiny about each other. They both had a tonne of destiny when they were together. And they were destined to be together. No matter what.

No matter what surnames followed their names. No matter what the distance. They were Misty and JJ. And that was the most special part of all. They had a bond. They had a blood bond. But somehow, it surpassed even more than just that. It was magic. Together they were magic. They were magic to us all. And they and their happiness were beloved to us as well.

The End.

There you go! Thanks so much for reading and I hope you enjoyed :3 JJ is definitely a charismatic and bubbly and light-hearted character but he keeps appearing in chapters that are a bit more serious! I definitely need to do a light-hearted one. But this is important. It was a challenge to get into Misty's point of view from it all because I have done lots more work of it from Ash's. It was strange for me to write "brother" when referring to JJ with Misty so that's why it's understandable that it's still difficult for her! No matter what happens, JJ will always be Ash and Misty's son even though he cannot be. And I look forward to writing more of their happier ending :3 Thanks again and I will be back on the 28th with a new story so see you then!

AmyBieberKetchum signing out :P